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Back In The Saddle! ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŒˆ

Finally, my fitness logs have resumed. Hopefully I can get back to getting in shape! I don’t seem to have lost much progress, just stagnated a tad.

I’m a bit under the weather from what (I hope) is a minor health problem that I don’t want to go into detail about. I had meds for it but they don’t seem to have worked, so I expect to make a doctor’s appointment for next week. I’m giving it another day or so. I had plans to see a friend yesterday but this issue had me too uncomfy so I stayed home and the result was that I finally caught up on all that I had to do. So I went to bed in quite a good mood.

Over the weekend we got rid of/sold of/donated many more things. This little bed, originally my teddy bear Franklin’s bed, is something I deeply treasure but could not find a place for… the house is too full, it will never be bigger and we will never live in a larger one. It was always in storage. So I thought I would have to donate it, because we need the storage space.

I set it aside, and immediately Kotoko and Rosemary took to it. Then I just could not resist. I put a blanket on it, and now it’s a favorite hang-out spot. The mouse next to the bed is Kotoko’s favorite, she likes to lay it at the foot of the bed before sleeping. And as you can see Rosie loves it too:

Yesterday I streamed. Kotoko kept me company the entire day, appearing on her KokoCam. ๐Ÿ˜Š

In other dumb kitty things, here is Rosie playing with a blade of grass in our living room floor:

That’s kind of it for this post but there will be more later today. I have to work on art for a little while.

Kitty Photo Roundup Time ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ“ธ

I didn’t take photos of many things during my break, but still can’t resist a few cat photos here and there. Kotoko was unwell again, for some time. This photo was taken once she was all better:

During the day, Rosie sticks near me, usually no farther away than the library. She’ll come visit me a few times, and other times I go visit her. I took these photos a couple of those times. She’s such a happy and affectionate cat…

This last pic was actually taken at the same time as the first. The tension in the air was palpable… ๐Ÿ˜…

A Sunny Sunday ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿฆ‹

Hello everyone! My determination to get back on the healthy (er) wagon is holding up. I’m doing better. Drinking water was easier today, and I went on two walks for a total of a little under four miles. I think I’m going to stick to this “early morning and sunset” daily walks for a while. They burn a decent amount of calories when they start to stack up, and they are relaxing and not too hard to do.

This was my outfit today when I went out in the morning:

It was a little hot but just lovely outside. There were many butterflies about:

I came home to find Kotoko as I left her –slightly less paranoid but only just, and still tripping balls. Her eyes wouldn’t go back to normal:

She began to act more normal around 3pm, and now at 10pm she’s pretty close to her regular self. I’m giving her the antibiotics and tomorrow I’ll give her more painkillers.

Because she pooped all over herself at the vet’s, we decided it was cat bath weekend. I trimmed everyone’s nails, managed to get my legs shredded by Tomoyo in the process, and then we got down to business. The cats were a lot angrier than usual, probably because of the nail trimming. Rosie was so upset…

Elliot came out trembling a little, but soon recovered.

In the afternoon I finished a commission for Nero (posted earlier) began work on a commission for Koneko, took care of the snails, did the laundry, dishes, and vacuumed the upstairs, among other odds-and-ends. Then I went out on my second walk. I was almost home when I met this very friendly cat:

Then I made dinner for Christopher and myself. Breaded chicken breast and salad. It was good. Had a little coffee for dessert.

Right as I was writing this post I took this photo of two of my snails. A little milk snail was quite horny (penis out and all) and fervently harassing a poor roman snail for sexytime.

Sometimes my roman snails will humor the milk snails in these endeavors (they can’t really copulate, not usually, anyway) but this time the poor pom looked so harassed. He kept trying to get away, but the milk snail was always partially on him, so it wasn’t happening. It’s hard to ever tell what snails are thinking, but it was so clear that this guy wanted nothing with this situation, that I separated them to different corners. ^_^;

And, well! Now it’s time to get ready for bed. This week promises to be busy and exciting. So I’m going to get a good night’s sleep.

Odds ‘N Ends Before Bed ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿถโ˜•

You know, guys… I really want to cross post stuff to FurAffinity… I do… But, take this post for example. Iโ€™m finishing it on my phone. Tomorrow, if I want to post it to FA in the morning, Iโ€™d have to adjust its wording since it would not be posted when I am going to bed.

My posts generally seem so inconsequential anyway (other than my long, rambling ones) than to go through all that trouble, plus the photo links, etc… it all seems silly… I mean, itโ€™s so much more work for me to cross post and make adjustments and links to the cross posted FA journal than for anyone to enter an email to comment here. It just makes little sense to me, I suppose. ๐Ÿค”

But I have to get over it. As much as I wish my friends/FA watchers would comment here, I myself am terrible at commenting even on FA, like really awful, so I canโ€™t point fingers. If people commented a lot here, Iโ€™d probably be bad about commenting back. So I get it, but it also kinda sucks.

Anyway. I started this post with a complaining ramble. Whoops. ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’ง As I mentioned, Iโ€™m in bed. About to play a little Piofiore: Fated Memories (currently finishing all of Nicolaโ€™s routes but I already got his happiest ending), but first, I wanted to catch up here with a little post.

Iโ€™ve been using my new espresso machine lots and lots, and now I can make good espresso. It really was a wonderful Valentineโ€™s Day present…

Kotoko keeps me company every day in the studio. Sheโ€™ll bring me her toy mouse in the mornings and cuddle on my lap for a while, before settling on one of the beds Iโ€™ve set up for her near me (two, so she can pick… I guess I spoil her). But if I let her, sheโ€™d spend the whole day on my lap. ๐Ÿ˜…

Itโ€™s almost like the cats all have an agreement of who spends time with me and when. Itโ€™s all very specific. Kotoko is with me most of the day. Rosie is with me at night โ€”she sleeps next to me, and at that time is very affectionate, and just with me.

She is playful during the day but doesnโ€™t seek me out for cuddles, though she greets me often and wants to play if we โ€œrun into each otherโ€ so to speak. Meanwhile, Tomoyo seeks me out when I eat at the table: without fail, as soon as she sees that Iโ€™m preparing my midday meal, she sits on the chair next to me (and, if I get up, invariable takes my chair, and rolls on it belly-up, since this gets her attention.) Elliot seeks me out if I spend time on the porch, and when we have dinner, he sits between us.

Their routines rarely change, and almost never do other cats try to take a specific catโ€™s โ€œspecial timeโ€. Even as I write this, Rosie stood up just so she could fall down on me (which is how she lies down) even closer to my face, hard, to say without a doubt โ€œIโ€™m here, in case you havenโ€™t noticed.โ€ Purring furiously. Of course, I pet her.

Today I put together that KidKraft train set. It was absolute hell! I had to combine two sets (sending one back) to get the version with the least peeled-off paint… terrible quality. Putting it together was very difficult. A pity, the design is so cute. I wish it were better made.

Here are a couple of photos. I will take more when Christopher and I play trains again.

Kotoko LOVED the box it came in though. Itโ€™s now a new favorite place to sleep on โ€”so much, that she brought her mouse to it. A rare occurrence:

Hmm… I think thatโ€™s all I have to share for now. Iโ€™m very excited about our anniversary trip. Just a week away! Iโ€™m also very tired. I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!

End Of The New Year Weekend

Actually, this is from yesterday morning, and I’ll probably get yelled at for posting it, but he has posted similar photos of me to Facebook in the past, so it’s fair game… right? ๐Ÿ˜… I always find them like this in the mornings… they are truly inseparable. ๐Ÿฅฐ

I’m back to my packed lunches and really enjoying them, though I need to start figuring out more variety. Also, between my Evatchi and other things, I got back into reading The Shinji Ikari Raising Project.

I’m reading more random things after cancelling my NYT subscription, which is good; I have a lot to catch up on. A bad experience with them left me with such a bad taste in my mouth that I don’t even want to get into it… but anyway at least I’m reading more.

The other day I got Kotoko a new pillow for her box by my chair. So far, both her and Rosie have been enjoying it a lot:

I know I’ve been fairly quiet since the new year –I kinda hit the ground running and over the past 48 hours got a MASSIVE amount of commission progress, like, really unusual kind of massive. Like “I think I might, MIGHT clear my queue this month” which if you know the state of my queue at any given time, is a lot. Best of all nothing is overdue right now. I’m back to being in control of it!

I haven’t wanted to lose momentum so I haven’t done anything else, I didn’t even take the tree or anything down yet. All I did was put my blog back to normal, and also in between art continued to transfer hundreds of posts from Instagram.

I’ve gotten to a point where I’m transferring posts involving people no longer in my life, and times I don’t necessarily want to look back on, so I’m redacting names when possible in those posts. However, the events, photos, etc I’m still including them. I want this blog to be a very complete diary of my life. I won’t redact anything unless I really feel I must.

In fact, once I’m done with IG, I may repost some old blogs and journals I saved here as well. Slowly reviewing all of this is helping me get closure in regards to so many things, and as I look back I find myself regretting less and less and being glad for the decisions I took along the way.

Today I’m going to go to Home Depot to get some pots and soil for my own planting purposes. Other than that, I’ll work on more commissions and do my chores… all decor I’ll take down tomorrow. I hope you had a relaxing New Year’s weekend!

Merry Christmas!! ๐ŸŽ„โœจ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ…

It’s here! And what a wonderful one it was… I am so happy.

By the time my mom came downstairs this morning, I had the table set, every Christmas light on, and gentle Christmas music in the background. We arranged our presents on the table:

We exchanged presents as we had breakfast. It was so lovely and peaceful. We had Grandpa’s photo right by us and it felt almost like he was there. I’m glad I made the little display for him.

From my mom I got a snail shirt, a squirrel shirt, an Amazon gift card, and a Switch otome that I really wanted, CollarxMalice. From Mwako I got some Posca markers, another otome (Code: Realize ~Future Blessings~) a board game called “Lion In My Way” and two manga volumes, both Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid related.

And then… I finally let myself open the present from Buddy, Sarah and Santa.

It was the wonderful keyboard that I’d fallen in love with. It was a frivolous, unnecessary want, that I think must have put Santa in a tough spot. I didn’t expect or deserve it, and I definitely didn’t cry when I tore open the package. Okay, maybe just a little.

Truth be told, when I took it out from behind the clock I strongly suspected what it was and my anticipation and emotion was so great that I just sat on my chair hugging it and almost not daring to rip open the paper. It was heavy, too. I’m waiting a while to actually open the box just to extend that joy, but for now here it is with the rest of my spread:

When I went upstairs to bring the presents to my studio I snapped this cute photo of Rosie and Kotoko together in the sun:

I also did a quick little check on my snails and wished them a Merry Christmas. They were just doing their snail thing:

After opening presents and finishing our breakfast, we went out for a long walk. It was really cold (for Florida) so we bundled up:

I don’t think I ever went out for a long walk with my mom in my neighborhood. When it comes to such things, she is like me, in that we will point out little bugs or leaves as we walk, that are interesting. I can’t do that with anyone else in the same way, so it was really fun.

After we got home my mom began making the shrimp salad. It’s a salad I haven’t gotten to have in AGES so I was really excited. While I waited for her to be done so I could prepare the roast chicken, I had a little snack:

All the while we had country Christmas music (and ONLY country, haha) going on all over the house. God, it was glorious.

After my mom was done with the salad and it was set to chill in the fridge, I prepared my second roast chicken ever. My mom really liked the humita empanadas I made, but this was my big test. So far, I’d had the house perfect, the porch beautiful, nothing out of place. I knew my mom was proud and impressed, and above all so happy. She kept saying so. I really wanted this to be the finishing touch, and for her to feel that I can take care of her and keep her happy. It’s really important to me.

We watched Scrooged while the chicken cooked. I made SO much smoke, the smoke alarm went off. But the chicken itself didn’t burn, just some of the grease. All was good, but there was so much smoke that our eyes were burning.

The dinner spread was simple, but lovely:

As for the chicken, while it was very slightly drier than my first, it was still great:

My mom’s salad was too… everything was delicious. I gave my mom most of the chicken to take home, since I can roast Christopher another anytime.

My mom left shortly after dinner, and Christopher arrived home less than ten minutes after she left, bringing with him several presents from Grandma!

She sent me a photo of me and Grandpa dancing together on Christopher and I’s wedding day, a beautiful silver bracelet, a Precious Moments watch that once belonged to her, two lovely Christmas lanterns to decorate (as well as an addition to the Christmas village, but that’s for both of us, along with a photo of Grandpa and Christopher to put on the fridge.) She also sent me two gift cards, and with one of them I got Cafรฉ Enchantรฉ, the last otome on my wish list. ๐Ÿ˜

My Christmas joy was (and still is) so unparalleled, so overwhelming, that I feel a little guilty. I’m this happy because I spent Christmas alone with my mom, and the way Christmas was disjointed this year should be sad, and nothing else. But you have to understand… we all treasure the memory we have from childhood if it’s a good one –sometimes, nostalgia makes us look back fondly upon it even if a big part of it was sad, because we hold on to the small happy bits.

From the time I was nine years old and my parents separated, my mom and I endured many years of either bad company that resulted in more than one Christmas with fights and crying while I sat somewhere plugging my ears with my fingers to avoid hearing it, to being just us, alone, struggling for money in an unfinished house. But at that point of being alone, we finally had peace, so while we were bordering on poor at times, and our presents would literally be things from the dollar store, our Christmases were very happy.

After we immigrated, we spent over fifteen years of Christmases alone. All very happy Christmases except for the utterly devastating one that came four days after our beloved cat Stimpy died. But when I met Christopher and we married, those Christmases were gone forever. I could not bear to spend a Christmas apart from him. And my mom and I’s rituals are extremely different from the family’s. We never expected to experience them alone again.

For this reason, this Christmas is one we will treasure for the rest of our lives, even though we wore masks throughout, even though I could not kiss her, it still was a precious time, and if I said I would have preferred to have it any other way, I would be lying.

There’s also the fact that this year I’ve become far more aware of my mom’s age, and her fragility, her tiredness and how unhappy she is, and how precious the time I have left with her is. So this coming year, I’m going to start working towards some changes to prepare the house to have her here, because I think when her oldest cat dies and only Sweeney is left, it will be time.

My mom is starting to approach 70, slowly but surely. Were it not for her sacrifice, I would not have made it here, nor met my husband… I want to give my mom some happiness on her golden years.

This topic aside, as I sent a bunch of Christmas greetings, I reached out to a friend of Christopher and I’s, whom we have barely seen this year and had a minor disagreement with, but enough to result in hurt feelings and some distancing. To my surprise we ended up talking and somewhat patching things up. Seems he’s been quite lonesome, and I felt so glad to have sent that message, glad as he was to receive it, that the whole thing left me a little bit choked up. Really added to the magic of the day for me. I hope we can see him soon.

But anyway… I ramble on… here’s one last photo, one that my mom took of Rosie:

I hope your Christmas was happy… I hope you feel lucky, in spite of the grief this year brought. Six days from now we will leave this year behind, and it is disingenous to tell ourselves that all will be well on January 1st. I think if we are lucky, things will *start* to get noticeable better around July-August. It’s okay. We can do it, we made it this far after all.

I want to send my love and my most sincere wishes for good fortune, good health, strength, and an ability to see and appreciate whatever blessings are present at this time, to everyone reading this. Whoever you are, whether you like me, love me or hate me, or don’t know me, whether you enjoy my blog, or hate-read or cringe at it, even if you just randomly found it today on WordPress’s Reader… truly, truly whoever you are… I hope you find happiness.

Blissed Out ๐Ÿ˜ด

This may or may not have been me earlier.

Christmas Eve was wonderful… just wonderful; I havenโ€™t had a Christmas Eve that was just my mom and me in many years. And we havenโ€™t had time to ourselves at all in so long. In spite of wearing masks and being careful it was still a happy time. It was a precious time.

We had lots of snacks. We drank a lot (didnโ€™t get like, drunk, but we still drank two bottles so now Iโ€™m drinking a lot of water.) SO many good things to eat, oh my god. Then I baked her my frozen humita empanadas and they were perfect, she ate a lot. I was really proud.

While we snacked, we watched A Christmas Story. My mom had never seen this movie before, one of my favorites. No one ever wants to watch it with me willingly, and it was really nice to have her enjoy it. We also watched A Muppet Christmas Carol.

In between movies we each opened a present. I gave my mom a little perfume she wanted and she was so happy she looked like she might cry. It was only like a $30 perfume from her wishlist but I guess she never felt like she could justify it… I think I need to stalk her list a little during the year and surprise her from time to time.

I chose to open Buddy and Sarah (and Santaโ€™s) letter rather than a gift. It was a really funny card, I loved it!

As you can see, the card said I would find a present behind the grandfather clock (itโ€™s actually a grandmother clock but I guess they didnโ€™t know that), however, I couldnโ€™t open anything else, so Iโ€™ll have to wait until tomorrow. I wonder what it could be! ๐Ÿ™Š

Anyway, I have a headache and Iโ€™m so exhausted and sleepy that I can hardly think straight enough to type, but I wanted to share a few kitty photos I took today before I end this post. The first couple were taken when I was waiting for my mom to get here, and the cats were chilling on the porch:

Afterwards when we were relaxing in the living room Tomoyo was super affectionate. In this photo she is laying on my stomach, she was kneading and purring so much:

I guess thatโ€™s it, Iโ€™ll have to proofread this tomorrow… I wish once again a happy Christmas Eve to all my friends and followers!

Making Humita Empanadas For The First Time! ๐ŸŒฝ

Today I made corn (or as we call them, humita) empanadas for the first time ever! ๐Ÿ˜Šโœจ They turned out really good. I followed this recipe.

We watched The Mandalorian while having dinner and just finished the first season. Overall I had a great day. Cleaned the snail tanks, did all my chores and had lots of commission progress.

Tomorrow I hope to finish at least four commissions but maybe up to six.

Iโ€™ll leave you with two pet related things. First, hereโ€™s Rosie happily playing with one of her Christmas presents from my mom in law:

And a final milk snail photo, nothing special, but I love them:

That’s all for today. It’s almost Christmas! Are you excited? I wonder what New Year’s Eve will end up looking like.

I hope you all have a wonderful night!